Luyện nghe bài hát What Child Is This

{Sometimes I just wonder how it must have actually
Have lived in ancient times, I imagine what it would of been like
To actually walk the streets of Bethlehem and that a Child
Had been born who's King of and Savior of the world}

{Now I can imagine saying, what is this?
What is this? Who would leave a legacy
So that even today we still
His life? What Child is this?}

What Child is
Who laid to on Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels with anthem sweet
While shepherds watch are

This, is Christ the King
shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring Him
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I think about it, um
I just sit and think about the Baby Boy in a manger
Sometimes I just want to it
Shout joy to the world,

So bring Him incense, gold and
Come peasant, to own Him
The King of kings brings
Let loving hearts Him

Raise, raise the on high
The Virgin Her lullaby
Joy, joy for is born
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I just think about it, oh, I sit and think
The Boy born in a manger and wrapped in swaddling clothing
Sometimes I just to shout it
Over the hills and every where,

This, is Christ, the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels
Haste, haste to Him laud
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I think about it
Oh sometimes I wonder, what is this?
I just want to shout it
I to go and tell it on the mountain, sometimes

now and then, sometimes I just think about
I think the Christ Child, what Child is this?
And again sometimes, sometimes I just want to shout it
I just want to the world, sometimes